MTL - Lady Jiao-Chapter 11

The pain in the shoulder was still there, and Ning'er remembered again that Lu Zi deliberately stabbed her.

In normal times, according to Ning'er's character of vengeance, she would definitely go back and tie Lu Zi into a sieve.

But she spent most of the journey in the carriage, and couldn't find Lu Zi's place.

Ning'er frowned, she would have opened the curtain to see the way if she knew it earlier, so that she could find someone if she seeks revenge in the future.

She sighed and turned over again.

At this time, Ning'er could no longer sleep.

She kicked the quilt away, and after getting out of bed, Pei Jiu was really awakened by her: "Where are you going?"

Ning'er sat beside him: "I'm not going anywhere, Brother Pei, my shoulder hurts."

Pei Jiu was actually a little sleepy, after all it was late at night, he had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by this little woman.

He pulled Ning'er to his side: "Close your eyes and go to sleep, it won't hurt when you fall asleep."

Ning'er rolled her eyes: "Brother Pei, do you know Miss Lu likes you?"

"Miss Lu?" Pei Jiu didn't understand what she meant for a moment, "What Miss Lu?"

Ning'er wanted to hammer the elm head: "It's that Miss Lu who stuck my needle."

There are many people who like Pei Jiu, so he doesn't care if there is another Miss Lu or Miss Yang.

"Then what does it matter to me?" Pei Jiu said, "You little girl, if you don't learn well all day long, you know right and wrong behind your back."

Ning'er pushed Pei Jiu flat, and she sat down on Pei Jiu's stomach, his muscles were extremely firm and well-defined, Ning'er touched his face after sitting on it: "Brother, you look really good nice."

Pei Jiu's eyes darkened: "Come down!"

"I don't," Ning'er said, "She likes you, so it's none of your business. If she doesn't like you, I won't have to suffer today."

Pei Jiu was sitting under her, his breathing was a little unsteady, at this moment, he really felt that this little girl was a bit of a mess.

And it's not the usual nonsense.

"If I care about people who like me and ask them all over again, then I must be very busy." Pei Jiuhan said, "Her liking is only her own business, she doesn't say it out loud, I don't care, if she says it, I just refuse."

Ning'er slightly turned her head to look at him.

Tsk, what a cold and indifferent man.

Pei Jiu grabbed Ning'er's wrist and pulled her off him.

She was a small ball with thin arms and legs, Pei Jiu carried her to the bed like a chicken: "Sleep well."

Ning'er opened her mouth: "I..."

"If you keep messing around, I'll hit your acupoints and make you unable to move tonight." Pei Jiu said, "Stop messing around."

Ning'er: "Hmph."

She finally fell asleep.

In her sleep, it seemed that someone had tucked her quilt and touched her face.

Ning'er could have opened her eyes, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't open her eyes at all.

It was only when Ning'er woke up at dawn that she felt the pain in her body gradually relieved, and she gradually left as if being pulled away.

Pei Jiu is not here anymore.

Ning'er went to the kitchen, there was a bowl of warm porridge in the pot, she took a sip of the porridge.

…

Nanqiu country.

A tall and beautiful man came slowly, walked to the gate of the palace, he said: "I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince has been ill recently, could it be because of the disappearance of the Crown Princess-to-be?"

The old **** next to the palace gate said: "His Royal Highness, don't listen to rumors. Princess Yun'an is doing well now. He just came back from abroad and is in the original mansion. His Royal Highness is ill and it is inconvenient to receive him. Please change your name." Come again someday."

The corners of Rong Wang Shu Nanzhu's lips curled up slightly. His eyebrows are extremely gorgeous, with a sharp beauty that is rare for men. He flicked his long sleeves and pushed the palace door directly: "This king is going to see His Royal Highness, after all..."

There were so many people in the East Palace, if Shu Nanzhu was to be stopped, it would be difficult for Shu Nanzhu to enter.

However, a feminine voice came from the inner room: "Let him in."

The old **** was taken aback: "Your Highness, this—"

Shu Nanzhu's face suddenly changed, and the expression that was originally careless and reckless turned into a cold and stern expression.

But only for a moment.

He opened the door and entered.

What caught the eye was a screen of flowers and birds.

Yuan Fei, the princess of Yun'an County, is the fiancée of the crown prince, the quasi-princess concubine, and the future crown prince. When the crown prince inherits the throne, Yuan Fei will also be the queen of Nanqiu.

Yuan Fei is cold and arrogant, famous in Nanqiu country for her talent and noble status, she is known as "Nanqiu's No. 1 Talented Woman". Although this title is quite pretentious, she can write good poems and songs in normal times.

Yuan Fei is good at composing poems. His Royal Highness is elegant and boundless. He is good at painting, especially good at painting flowers, birds, fish and insects.

A voice came from the screen: "King Rong, in the East Palace, you must not be too presumptuous. Yuan Fei is safe and sound now, and she is in the Yuan Mansion. If you don't believe me, you can go and see. I will not do it for a woman." And self-defeating, even if something happened to her, Gu would not take it to heart."

The voice was soft and soothing, and seemed to carry some warning.

Shu Nanzhu curled his lips coldly: "Brother, I just came here this time to find out what caused the prince's physical discomfort."

Saying that, Shu Nanzhu bypassed the screen and walked inside.

The room was scented with the warm fragrance of hibiscus, a very light smell, and there was a person sitting on the small couch by the window.

The boy's figure was frail, and an intricately crafted blanket was draped over his knees.

This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Nanqiu Kingdom.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Shu Nanzhu have a three-point similarity in appearance. No matter male or female, the royal family of Nanqiu Kingdom is extremely outstanding in appearance. Both of them are one-in-a-million beauties. cool.

Prince Mo's hair was behind him, he was wearing a red forehead with two dragons grabbing pearls, and he was wearing a dark red jacket with delicate patterns embroidered with silver thread. He raised his eyes, coughed a few times, and was pale and bloodless. His lips pursed, and a little smile appeared: "Does Gu's appearance of critical illness satisfy you?"

Shu Nanzhu curled his lips coldly, looked the prince up and down, and couldn't hide his disgust in his eyes: "Prince, you have to hold on, Su Zhou's treacherous minister is not in Nanqiu. Many times, without him, you can't succeed at all." It's okay."

To be able to enter Shu Nanzhu's eyes, the only one worthy of his competition is Su Zhou.

After finishing speaking, Shu Nanzhu left in a huff.

When the emperors of Nanqiu Kingdom were born, there were strange scenes. Before the birth of the current emperor, the queen mother dreamed that a white crane brought a baby.

When the prince was born, a golden dragon flew over the Nanqiu Palace, and the sky was golden.

Empress Su was neglected by the emperor at the beginning, and the position of empress was almost lost. It was also because of the birth of the prince that she was able to preserve her position.

But, who remembers that the totem of the royal family of Nanqiu Kingdom is goshawks, and when Shu Nanzhu was born, twenty-two goshawks flew from the distant holy mountain and skipped over the palace together.

This was also a sign of great auspiciousness back then, but in the end, the goshawk was overshadowed by the golden dragon six years later.

After leaving the East Palace, an **** followed: "His Royal Highness King Rong."

Shu Nanzhu said coldly: "The prince in the East Palace is a fake, you find a way to let the emperor know and expose it. Find out the Su family's eyeliner in front of the imperial court as soon as possible."

The **** following Shu Nanzhu was only in his twenties, he couldn't hide his astonishment for a while: "Is the prince fake?"

Shu Nanzhu walked forward: "He and Su Zhou can fool other people, but they can't fool this king."